Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

10.6a

MODULUS stood atop the pile of burning wreckage, his cape flapping freely in the breeze. He had made sure to get a very lightweight cloak just for this very purpose, but when it wasn't windy it was merely depressing and not very warm. But his narrator digresses.
MODULUS cleared his throat, a bit daintily for a man of his size. He never was a very gruff man, which is why it confused his mother and friend Tonya when he decided on his line of work. Tonya is a fair-haired, black girl--which is to say that she dyed her hair sometimes (usually on Tuesdays because that was when Morgan, her favorite hairstylist worked). Anyway, Tonya and Morgan usually get talking and that was when Morgan found out about how Tonya didn't like the way MODULUS' life was going. Morgan's a nice guy anyway, so he didn't try to stick in his own opinion, but if you ask him, it's too soon for anyone to do what MODULUS decided to do. But I digress again.
MODULUS came strolling down the wreck and stopped in front of the president. "I need the power, or in twelve hours' time, I will be in your office, calling every world leader and telling them all your secrets." (It should be here noted that the president was only the president of the local By-Mor, and the world leaders wouldn't be interested. This fact had not escaped MODULUS, as it was only an empty threat. But that's all I have to say for now.)
MODULUS twitched and then decided his narrator was doing a hack job and that he could do better. Wait I think he's comin-yes he definitely isokayyouhavetotellmymotherthat Ididn'teatthemarshmallows itwasjohnyouhavetobelievemeMum Ilvioall;jfiaaaaasssssssssssssdf;; huuuurk blaaaaaaagh

MODULUS, DISCOURAGER OF THE HORDE IS HERE, IN YOUR ROOM, BEHIND YOU, BUT DON'T LOOK BECAUSE HE WILL JUST DEMATERIALIZE AND THEN YOU WILL BREATHE HIM AND HE WILL SLOWLY KILL EVERY CELL IN YOUR LUNGS
[be afraid]

6 comments:

  1. This stems from a desire to know what would happen if someone wrote a story from the omniscient third person and then just kept going forever in tiny tangents until the main story was completely lost.

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  2. This reminds me vaguely like stuff I read in 20th century literature.

    The funny thing is, though, yours made a vague sort of sense to me.

    Also... cheeseburgers and wine. Because somehow that fits this in my weird, ridiculous, oftentimes useless head.

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  3. Oh, I know. I hate 20th century lit. It sucks.

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  4. Yours doesn't.

    Captcha says "spatumm"

    I like that.

    Then it said "jityclluwl,"

    which is pretty awesome, too.

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  5. It's because yours is 21st century lit.

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